The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor
Chapter 1592

"What are we here for? Master Woods, let's just cut to the chase. Your son killed my two sons and made several families here suffer great losses in the competition! It's time for us to settle this matter, right?" Quentin chuckled aloud, and ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

"Fane, we've finally found out the killer of my three sons! And it's you! I demand a confession and explanation from you!"

Darryl-the head of the Norman family-stood forward and questioned Fane with vicious stares. His tone was full of hatred.

"Yes! I killed the three of them. The life-and-death rule of the tournament allowed me to do that. Besides, your sons wanted to kill me, I couldn't possibly stand there and let them kill me, right?'

Fane shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. He dared to admit his deed, without the slightest hesitation.

"Humph! You nasty brat! It's you! I knew it! You do have some guts to admit the killing, don't you?"

Anger poured through Daryl like lava upon hearing Fane's confession. He was so angry that he clenched his fists so tightly. The other Norman family members were staring at Fane angrily as well. "I merely followed the competition rules. Why can't I say it?"

Fane smiled blandly and then added," What's the matter? Master Hunt, this particular rule was set by you from the beginning. It hasn't been long since the tournament, and you're already going back on your word?" Fane paused before continuing, "Didn't you say so at the beginning of the competition? That no revenge nor trouble shall be sought privately after the competition. Look at your behavior today, aren't you afraid of being spat upon by the other families?"

However, as he heard Fane's words, Quentin thought that Fane was afraid of them.

He immediately laughed out loud, "Fane, you killed my two sons, and even more so, you made us, the prominent families, suffer great losses! We lost a lot of geniuses of the younger generation! And yes, you're right about the competition rules. It was indeed like that at that time. However, that was one situation, and this is another. The situation has changed, and you know it. So, tell me, do you think we're still abiding by the previous rules?"

Daryl balled his fists firmly and yelled at Fane, "Fane, today I must avenge my three sons! I need you dead, for your death would be a catharsis for me!"

Trenton Lagorio stepped forward and supported, "Fane, today is your last day on earth! If you obey us, hand us the stone ball and come forward to kill yourself before us. We promise to spare the rest of the Woods family, how does that sound? Trading your life for the lives of so many people, it's not a bad deal, right?"

"Fane, we're coming for you. If you don't want your lovely wife and daughter or whoever to die with you, you better hand over the stone ball and kill yourself!

Otherwise, the Woods family will be exterminated today because of you!"

Diana Simpson-Lily Lagorio's mother-boomed fiercely as well. The current Diana was not the old Diana; she had broken through from the late stage to the peak stage of the true god realm. Hence, her tone was more assertive and confident.

"Tsk tsk. I would say your plan is pretty good. But do you think I'd fall for it?"

To everyone's surprise, Fane was not intimidated at all, instead, he laughed coldly upon hearing them. "The main purpose for all of you here is to obtain the stone ball, am I right? And avenging your whatever sons is only the second goal."

Fane paused for a few seconds before continuing, "You all know that I'm the strongest here, and I can fend off several fighters at the peak stage of the true god realm by myself. So you want to trick me into killing myself on the spot, and when I die, it'll be even easier for you to exterminate our Woods family, am I right?' Once Fane's words fell, the corners of Quentin's mouth twitched involuntarily a few times. He did not expect that his and the others' plan would be seen through by Fane in such a short time.

"Fane, don't worry. We're men of our words. As the head of the Hunt family, I can guarantee you that as long as you do as we say, hand over the stone ball and kill yourself in front of us, whatever happened during the competition, we'll write it off. How does it sound?"

Quentin looked at Fane and assured him with a faint smile on his face.

"You bullsh*t!"